I'm going to ask you to remain there and - please, for once, Morgana, don't fight me on this.

Why? What happened? Are you well?

I'm fine.

[ On edge, but. Okay. ]

Have you been on the network at all?

I admit I've been feeling a little unwell, I've been resting. Arthur, what is it?

... A number of people have been stabbed - by what seems to be their loved ones, someone they would typically trust.

[ Yeah ok, sitting up. ]

What? A work of the Gods?

One can only assume so. Regardless, it isn't safe to be outdoors. There's no saying who's being targeted and who's to be trusted. I need you to remain at home. Have a bath or something. Play with the dog.

[ See? He's being smarmy. There's clearly nothing to worry about! ]

Why are you not home then? If it's unsafe?

I was already at the training grounds by the time I'd realised. I'm on my way back as we speak.

Don't linger, Arthur.

I wouldn't dream of it.